The WWE Insane Little Adventure

Part 2

Author's Note: Thank you to all who gave me reviews. I can see that the few that I got have really enjoyed the first segment to this chibi story. Now I have mentioned that this is Humor, well it's coming up, and this I guess is more like potty humor, more than anything else… Well I hope you like it.
Rating: PG -13.
Pairings: Lita/Matt, Crys/Rob, and Jericho/Trish/Christian. There might be others later on.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything but me, Crys.

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Rob climbed deeper into Crys' arms. He couldn't control the tears that slipped from his huge hazel eyes. He wanted all of this to be over with. Crys grabbed a little yellow blankie for Rob to hide in. Finally after an hour of non-stop crying, Rob finally settled down. Confused of what was going on, Crys called Vince to see what he thought.

"Hi Vince." Crys spoke tiredly on the phone.

"What's wrong Crys, You are one of my best wrestlers I've had in a long time. Don't tell me that you have a grudge against someone now…" Vince didn't want another Diva on the wayside. He was getting really tired of all the divas getting anal with each other.

"Nope… I'm good there… Umm. Rob is chibied… That's the closest thing I can explain it to you. And he's not the only one." Crys told Vince why she had called.

"WHAT! That can't be possible!" Vince sounded furious.

"Well as far as I can tell Rob, Kane and Jericho are so far the ones I know, but I suggest to call a meeting and see what happens." Crys suggested.

"I guess I really have no choice." Vince was not happy to call another meeting, but if there were other affected like this he need to know.

"See you in a bit." Crys got off the phone. Rob whimpered as he clutched the blankie tighter. Crys reflexively tighten her hold on her lover. "It's going to be okay lover. We'll get through this. You do really look cute with those big eyes though. Cutie."

While Crys decided to contact Vince. Undertaker was looking for Crys to let her know about the news on Kane. In all of his life with magic and the dark arts he had never in his life seen what just happened to Kane. He was so tiny and fragile. Kane grabbed his mask as soon as he realized what was going on. Taker had never seen Kane so expressive in his life, and it was all in his eyes. Fear etched the eyes of Kane. He even shrank away from his brother. The shyness that Kane had before the fire was there. It was really weird.

Taker wandered the hall looking for Crys, when he heard sobbing. He followed to the sound. Jericho sat in a corner with his head in his hands.

"What's wrong with you kid?" Taker asked Jericho. Jericho looked up with his big ice blue eyes. Big tears bubbled up and slid down his young face.

"I couldn't reach the door knob. Trish isn't going to have anything to do with me now." Jericho wailed. Taker sat there wincing at the high pitches of Jericho voice went.

"Come on, stop talking stupid, kid!" Taker couldn't believe how short Jericho was. And as he lifted him up in his hands, it was becoming apparent of why Jericho was acting like he did. Yes the boy now could not reach the knob to the door, and unfortunately the knob that Jericho was trying to reach was the bathroom door. Jericho never made it to the bathroom in time.

"Oh dear, no. Hell no! I can't deal with this." Taker lifted Jericho to his eye level, but was making sure that there was a body length between them. Jericho stopped wailing, but he was too embarrassed to say anything. He looked at the floor. The puddle underneath him his increased in size as they stood there.

"Jericho! Damn it! Will you control yourself? God I thought you already empty your bladder out." Taker was overly annoyed. "I'm going to let Trish and Crys take care of your ass."

"Sorry… It won't happen again… Please don't leave me. I'm really scared." Jericho whimpered.

"Okay kid come on, take my hand. Let's get you into a change of clothes and then well figure out what to do." Take couldn't help but feeling a little fatherly towards Jericho. It wasn't everyday that someone wanted protection, and especially asked it from Taker.

Jericho grabbed his hand and wiped the tears and snot with the other hand. Looking up at Taker, he smiled and followed Taker.

Evolution had their hands full for once. They were in their locker room watching old tapes, when Hunter grabbed the trashcan and threw up. Everybody turned to him and realized for the first time that day, that Hunter was only the size of a five-year-old. Randy had also disappeared. Ric decided to take care of Hunter, and asked Batista to look for Randy. Batista found Randy, the same size as Hunter, fighting with an equally sized Christian. Christian was sobbing on the floor sporting a new black eye that Randy caused. Ric looked at all of them Hunter wasn't crying, but he wasn't doing anything but looking away.

"Hehehe! Hunter puked!" Randy taunted. Hunter tired to give him a death glare, but with the way he looked it was too cute. Ric looked at Hunter.

"If you even think of it I will punish you!" Ric told Hunter. Hunter smiled sadistically, thinking that Ric wasn't going to touch him. He jumped onto Randy and proceeded to give Randy a beating.

"THAT'S IT! HUNTER STOP THAT NOW!" Ric tore Hunter off of Randy who was currently laughing.

"Hunter hits like a girl!" Randy exclaimed in a fit of laughter. Hunter tired to get out of Ric grasp, which hurt Hunter.

"Let go. It hurts!" Hunter whined. Tears welled up in Hunters eyes. Ric looked at him viciously. Hunter all of the sudden, wished he was under his bed hiding.

"YOU DIDN'T LISTEN, DID YOU?" Ric was more than angry. He didn't like the fact that Hunter disobeyed him. Ric tightened his grip on Hunter's arm as he tried to squirm out.

"Ow! That hurts… Please Ric it hurts… I want my mommy!" Hunter cried. He was scared for his life.

"No! You didn't listen and I told you were going to get punished if you disobeyed me." Ric explained. Ric pulled Hunter on his lap and pulled down his pants, leaving his rear exposed. Hunter was mortified. The last time he got spanked for doing something bad was in elementary. Now he was going to get spanked again. Ric grabbed the paddle.

"Now Hunter, it really bothers me that you keep disobeying everything I tell you. And I'm tired of the verbal fighting. So I'm going to end it. Don't even start Hunter. You deserve this, and I'm sorry that it had come to this." Ric didn't want to do this, but Hunter was constantly backing him into a wall and now that Hunter was the right size it gave he the chance to teach the little brat some manners. He spanked Hunter until Hunter was sobbing in his lap. Tenderly as he would for his own boy, he hugged Hunter and made sure that Hunter was done crying, before talking to him again.

"Hunter, honey… Do you know why you had to be punished?" Ric asked as he pushed some of Hunter's blonde hair out of his eyes. Hunter nodded.

"You did it because I don't listen to you. And I'm supposed to." Hunter hiccuped. Hunter was still mortified that the spanking occurred. "Can you hold me Ric?" Hunter lifted his little arms begging to be held. The tears hadn't totally stopped. Ric held onto Hunter. Then one of the WWE officials walked into the room.

"Evolution, you all are requested to meet in the ring a.s.a.p. This is a message direct from Vince." The Official spoke.

"Maybe he knows what's going on with these two." Batista spoke in a hopeful tone.

"Like I care." Randy stuck out his tongue at Hunter. Hunter buried his head deeper into Ric's chest as they walked out.

TBC…

Author's Note: Hopefully you'll like this chapter. Next chapter, all who are Chibis in this story are going to be reveled. Comments, Suggestions? R&R.